Eyes follow you down the hall Like a hawk watching its prey Burning holes in your clothes In the back of your head In your backpack Maybe that's why all my stuff falls out Bending down to pick it up The hawks attack And my books skid across the floor I don't stand a chance The hawks watch and laugh Leave me alone, I yell! They claim another victim The hawks are victorious As always
Reason for writing:
Just a short thing i wrote in 6th period, after something that happened during 5th period bell. The hawks are actually our school mascot! what can I do to improve it? (I need help people!)
Birth sign: Aquarius
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